Arthur's lips fell on her neck, and his sharp eyebrows were tightly knitted. "She had a miscarriage. Come and have a check."
"Doesn't she want me to touch her so much?"
The warm feeling of his neck made Lucy's entire body tighten, as if a fine streak of electricity was passing through his entire body. Her hands supported her seat, carefully shifting to the side, wishing to pull apart the distance between the two.
But Arthur grabbed her hand, and then held her waist with both hands. He held her on his legs and tied her waist.
"!" This time, it was too sudden. Lucy subconsciously wrapped his arms around his neck.
Arthur's gaze was fixed on her red lips. One of his hands was wrapped around her waist, the other was behind the back of her head, and his lips were pressed against hers.
Lucy
